Coach waves us off. “It’s okay, Billy. I shouldn’t have any ice cream, but thanks for the offer.” Him calling me by my first name is new. I nod and grab Roxy’s purse for her. Coach coughs. “Good hustle on the field today. I know it must be tough to concentrate right now, but you’re doing a commendable job.”
Getting a compliment from him is so foreign, it takes me a second to realize he’s talking to me. When the words sink in, my head jolts up. “Th-thank you. Sir.”
Roxy gives me a wide smile. “Dad, did Billy tell you he set up everything in the nursery? He painted the room, assembled the crib, and washed and folded all the baby clothes. He even installed the car seat.”
Coach smiles. “Sounds like we’re ready for liftoff. I’m getting excited to meet my grandbaby. Think it’ll happen tonight?”
“I haven’t had any contractions since last weekend.”
“Damn.”
Roxy and I laugh. We both know he placed bets in that pool. Everyone’s been trying to get info from me, like I have a clue when the bean will pop out.
“I’m going to win!” Marlena calls out from the other room. “Call it grandma’s intuition.”
On our way out, I nod at Coach. “I’ll call you if anything happens.”
He nods, his expression serious. “Marlena and I will both have our cell phones by the bed.”
After we grab two pints of ice cream and some cones, we head home. I have a feeling Rox might want more than just one scoop, so I figured it would be handy if we have extra.
I get her comfortable on the couch while we enjoy our scoops. When we’re done, her head tilts back and she lets out a sigh.
“What’s wrong?” I ask as I grab the lotion she likes to rub into her skin so she doesn’t get stretch marks. I squirt some in my hand and slowly work it over her stomach.
She chews on her bottom lip. “Can I ask a favor? You can say no.”
“Of course.”
“Remember when we joked about having a wild bush?” When I nod, she motions to her crotch. “I don’t want to go into the hospital like this, but I can’t reach that far.”
Is she asking me to shave her?
I grab her hand and kiss the back of it. “I love your pussy, bush or no bush. Runway or forest.” ’Cause sometimes she has a sexy little strip. “If you want it shaved, though, I’m happy to do it.”
“Really?”
“Sure. Just tell me what you want.”
“It’s more comfortable bare, and I really like how sex feels when it’s like that.”
My dick is on board. “Babe, I ask this only because I don’t wanna get too excited if we’re not going to fuck—and it’s totally okay if you don’t wanna go there, but it’ll help to know so I can calm down my junk.”
In response, she reaches between my legs and strokes me. “Oh, we’d better have sex afterward.”
Fuck yes. “Your wish is my command.”
It’s easier said than done. She’sverypregnant. If she lies in the tub, I can’t reach her pussy. So I get a large bowl of hot water and throw a towel down on the closed toilet seat, so it’s not so hard, and then I get her undressed. We’ll jump in the shower when we’re done to get off all the shaving cream.
She leaves on her bra but shimmies out of her underwear.
“Sit and spread ’em.”
She laughs. “Why is everything you say so dirty?”
“Part of my charm, babe.” I nibble on her neck as I rub her stomach. Because she was in such great shape to begin with and has continued doing light workouts when she’s able to, she really is all baby. Well, all tits and ass and baby.
Leaning back, she slowly lowers herself. The sweet look she gives me makes my insides go haywire. I have to remind myself I have a job to do before we fuck.
